There were 3 cop cars there in less than 20 minutes. I watched as they busted into the room where Dick sat smiling smugly. They pulled him up out of the chair and cuffed him. The sound of sirens attracted everyone on the campsite. Beady eyes watched as Dick was shoved into a police car and it drove off. Izzy rode a long with him. She wasn't under arrest but she knew they were gonna need to question her and she was ready to get out of there. Corbyn put his arm around me and we vaguely smiled as the car drove off. Finally, we could have a normal summer. "Mr. Besson. Ms. Shane, we need to speak to you." Two officers said from behind us.
It was like we couldn't stop talking Corbyn and I kept talking over each other trying to tell the two police officers what happened. "One at a damn time!" The taller of the two men said. We took turns and the officers thanked us. "Holy shit that was terrifying." Corbyn said with a sigh. "Eh, you get used to it after a while." I said. "You've been questioned by the cops?" "Oh hell yeah. Loads of times. My school is a pretty fucked up place. I almost got strip searched once when I was 14." "Wow." "Yeah." The two officers came back in and looked at me."Mr. Besson, we need you to leave. We need to talk to Ms. Shane, alone."
"What the hell is this all about?" I said. "Look, Ms Shane, it was very nice of you to cover for your boyfriend back there but you have to tell us the truth." "What the hell do you mean by that?" "The marijuana was found in his room. That doesn't seem a little shady to you." "Seeing as he couldn't handle his first cigarette very well and was a big virgin before a week ago, no." "Ms. Shane, we need you to cooperate with us." "Okay. Here's me cooperating, Corbyn Besson has never smoked weed in his life as far as I know. I met him a month and a half ago. We started dating recently. I can't tell you if he's been high outside of here or nit okay? But I have seen him everyday for the past month and a half and he has been nothing but clean." And with that I stood up and left the room.
"What the fuck was that whole questioning about?" "They asked me if I was just covering for you and it was actually your weed." "That's crazy!" "I know. I told them that as far as I know, you are clean." "Well they must have believed you." "Yeah, that. Or they got a call from the station and Dick was high as a kite." "That too. Ya know, it kinda sucks that all that weed was hidden in my room and I didn't know." "Why? Would you really have smoked it?" "Yeah." "Don't lie to me." "I would. I'm a bad boy now." "Really, because I have some right here if you wanna have ago at it." "What is right here?" "You're gonna have to figure that out bucko!" I said running off to the hill.
"Liar!" He said pulling the blanket over us. "Yeah sorry. It was in my bra. But you threw that off so hard we probably can't find it." "Shit" He said. "Just kidding!" I said pulling it out from behind a bush. "Are you serious? That's weed?" "No dipshit, it's regular old grass. I don't even smoke weed. I've seen how that shit gets additive." "How do you know that?" "I'm 17 years old and smoke constantly, from ages 0-3 my house smelled like weed, and now when I visit my dad in Dallas, it smells like weed there. He has a constant supply." "Oh, sorry I asked." "No no no. It's fine." "Okay." He said pulling me up close to him.
1 month later...
"Good night beautiful." Corbyn said holding onto my hand. "Good night Corbyn." I said with a smile. I walked to my door but Corbyn was still holding on to my hand,. "Corbyn, seriously.I'm tired. And I need to be well rested for our last full day at camp." "Okay, I'll see you first thing in the morning." He said with a cheeky smile. "Yes." I began to walk back into my cabin. "Or, I could just, spend the night with you?" "Nice try Besson." I said walking onto the cabin finally. "I love you!" He called back to me. "Love you too!" I said shutting the door.
They remaining 3 counselors decided to let us all get 30 more extra minutes of sleep for our last full day. And when I say 3 counselors, I mean that Chuck was fired. The founder and owner of Camp Stargazers came because he saw things in the news about his camp. After hearing form me and Corbyn and the other counselors, he decided that Chuck was the one that had to get the sack. I felt bad for the little guy, but now camp has been even more enjoyable. It;s more like a normal summer camp rather than a school.
For our last full day at camp, they let us do what ever the hell w wanted to do during the day. That night there was gonna be a big cook out pool party followed by a movie night. Corbyn, Jack, and I spent most of the day hanging out in the lake that was on the campsite. We swam around, we went canoeing and kayaking. Jack's kayak flipped over mid paddle and Corbyn and I had to help him flip his boat, causing our boats to flip as well.
After I took a shower that night, I put on a tie dye shirt that I made during art last week. I tied it into a crop top and put on some jeans. "Wow, so much color. Are you felling okay?" Jack said when I met up with him and Corbyn at the cook out thing. "Nice Lavender shorts. What's next, Lavender hair?" "I don't think that'e the next logical step but who knows?" "Shall we swim?" Corbyn said standing at the edge of the pool. As Jack tried to come up with a dumb ass answer, I removed my outer layer of clothing and ran up next to Corbyn, pushing him into the pull and jumping in right after him. We both laughed so hard we both choked on a little bit of water. In my mind, I hoped things would always stay like this for ever. But all good things must come to an end.
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Stargazers// Corbyn Besson
Fanfiction"Corbyn, if kisses were stars, I'd give you the sky." A story in which two teens are shipped off to space camp for the summer and find a love that is out of this world.